Ghazal 222: Whoever goes away from the head of your street in weariness

از سر کوی تو هر کو به ملالت برود
نرود کارش و آخر به خجالت برود

کاروانی که بود بدرقه‌اش حفظ خدا
به تجمل بنشیند، به جلالت برود

سالک از نور هدایت ببرد راه به دوست
که به جایی نرسد گر به ضلالت برود

کام خود آخر عمر از می و معشوق بگیر
حیف اوقات که یک سر به بطالت برود

ای دلیل دل گم‌گشته! خدا را مددی
که غریب ار نبرد ره، به دلالت برود

حکم مستوری و مستی همه بر خاتمت است
کس ندانست که آخر به چه حالت برود

حافظ از چشمهٔ حکمت به کف آور جامی
بو که از لوح دلت نقش جهالت برود

Whoever goes away from the head of your street in weariness,
his affairs will not go forward, and in the end he will go in shame.

A caravan whose escort is the protection of God
will halt in splendour and travel on in majesty.

The wayfarer finds his way to the friend by the light of guidance,
for he arrives nowhere if he travels in error.

At the end of your life take your desire from wine and the beloved;
what a pity for hours that pass entirely in idleness!

O guide of the heart that has lost its way, for God's sake, some help,
for the stranger, if he cannot find the road, goes by a guide.

The verdict on soberness and drunkenness depends wholly on the ending;
no one has known in what state he will go at the last.

Hafez, bring to hand a cup from the spring of wisdom;
it may be that the mark of ignorance will go from the tablet of your heart.